SQUIRRELS
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A lot of people asked
About last week's thing with the squirrel.
So I wrote something up
Though the truth your toes might curl.
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I hate to admit
The Silly thing with the squirrel.
The thing that made me scream
Yes, I screamed like a little girl.
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It started on Tuesday
My lunch I forgot.
So I stopped at the store
Where, unfortunately, I bought
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A bag full of nuts
Which I put in my pocket.
A squirrel started to chase me
I took off like a rocket.
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First one squirrel, then two
Then three, so many more.
People stopped to stare
I screamed. They slammed their doors.
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My doom was ordained
My fate all but sealed.
One hope did I have
My courage, or lack of, revealed.
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My mom shook her head
When she saw me come home.
No pants, no bag of peanuts
Looking for my dignity behind the garden gnome.
SQUIRRELS is a continuation, or explanation, of the poem GECKO.
I got so many people asking me, "What happened last week with the squirrel?" that I had to make something up to explain.
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This was very fun to write and it makes me laugh every time I picture the kid running down the street with squirrels chasing him!
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And then taking off his pants just to get rid of the peanuts and get away from the squirrels.
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Anyway... I hope you have as much fun reading this as I did writing it.
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The Accidental Poet
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